The women around Jun Xiaoyao are slender and curvaceous, each possessing their own unique charm.
Some are coldly elegant.
Some are lively.
Some are gentle.
Some are noble.
One could say that for other men, to win over even just one of them would be a fortune across three lifetimes.
But to Jun Xiaoyao, after seeing so much, it's quite ordinary.
He is not a Saint with a clear mind and few desires, nor is he reckless and uncontrolled.
Before truly reaching his goals, he wouldn't stop for anyone.
"What, am I not welcome? If so, I'll just leave," Jun Mulan said, teasingly adjusting her heavy chest.
"Feel free, everyone," Jun Xiaoyao shook his head with a gentle smile.
"Brother Xiaoyao, with so many beauties around you, you should be satisfied. This is my Seven-step Fall,"
Little Demon Immortal giggled, producing a large jug of fine wine.
Seven-step Fall, meaning drinking it will cause you to fall after seven steps.
